CHRISTMAS DAY/FIRST KISS: FRED POV
Christmas day. Arguably the most hectic day in the Weasley household. George and I usually gave a few 'gifts' to our family to make things more hectic but not today. Mum was on a mad one and I valued my life too much to tease her.
I don't think the house had seen as many guests. We had our lot, Sirius and his lot, Harry, Hermione, Verity and for some reason that idiot Irish kid.
I really had no idea what Ally saw in him but she was free to do as she liked.
I was sitting bored at the dining room table when George came over to me, a familiar twinkle in his eye.
"Ah George, what do we have planned for this afternoon then?"
He grinned wickedly. "Well Fred, our nuckle head of a brother needs a little bit of a push with fair Hermione, so I was thinking-"
"Kissle-toe?" I offered, thinking of the protype we'd just developed.
"It's like you read my mind."
George set off to the barn to hang it up while I waited behind as his cover. It was completely obvious to everyone but Ron that Hermione was perfect for him. Our Christmas Cupid idea would hopefully kick him up the arse and show him what was right under his nose.
George came back just as Mum called everyone in for dinner. There was no room at all but everyone still insisted on piling in.
I suddenly realised we had to get Ron and Hermione out into the barn. I took my wand out of my back pocket and made the eggs on the counter disappear.
"Mum, there's no eggs for the cake," I said, fake inspecting the worktops. I looked over to the Ron and Hermione who were just pulling out their chairs to sit down. "Ron, Hermione, you're near the door, go get some."
Ron glared at me but before he had the chance to answer, mum cut in.
"Sit down dears. Fred you're standing, go get them."
This wasn't good. "But it's Christmas, I can't go alone. Which is why those two should go." It was a poor excuse but it was the best I could think of.
Ally stood up and made her way over to the door. "I'll go with you," she said loftily.
"But-" I tried to protest, but she was already out the door. Great.
It wasn't that I didn't like Ally, she was pretty cool for my sisters friend and I had been slightly judgemental before, but she was so interfering. She just needed to mind her own business and let our pranks play out.
She was already halfway to the barn when I got outside, teasing me about a race. I ran to keep up with her, which just egged her on even more.
I pushed myself forward, trying to catch up with her to tell her about the mistletoe. Just as I got into the barn, I stopped dead behind her, where she was frozen too.
"Damn it," I muttered. My idiot twin had hung it right in the doorway and now we were trapped. I tried to shuffle free but I knew it was useless.
I turned and looked down at her bewildered face. I pointed up to the beam to the stupid decoration my stupid brother had hung up.
"Whats going on?" she asked, her eyebrows scrunching up cutely in confusion.
"George put it there. You are trapped until the two people kiss; it's a prototype. The plan was to lure Ron and Hermione here, they would kiss and then they would admit their love." It sounded stupid as I said it.
"Thats a stupid idea," she muttered.
"It was you're idea," I said, though I did agree. I would just never admit that to her.
"No it wasn't, I joked to find a spell. I mentioned nothing about mutant mistletoe."
I sighed heavily. "So what do we do?"
She was pretty and all but there was no way I wanted to kiss my little sisters friend.
"Theres only one thing we can do." She leant up and gave me a small kiss on the cheek.
"It has to be a proper one," I pointed out awkwardly. And I meant a PROPER one. I had a girlfriend and she had a boyfriend. This was really weird. But there was no way around it.
I looked down at her, God she was so short. I leant down and slowly pressed my lips to hers. I pulled away but my lips suddenly felt empty without her there.
I liked it and I wanted more. Lucky for me, she did too.
She grabbed my neck and pulled my face down to hers, her force was a massive turn on.
A fire suddenly ignited in my stomach as her lips crashed into mine again. My hands found her waist as my tongue grazed her lips, as though it had a mind of it's own. I couldn't control myself, I just knew that I would explode unless I got as close to her as possible.
She let me in, her tongue finding it's way into my own mouth.
The bonds holding us together suddenly broke, but I had no intention of stopping.
Without breaking the kiss, I pushed her against the wall and hoisted her on to the table. My hands liking the feeling of her skin on her waist.
I positioned myself between her legs, trying to get as close to her as possible as my lips still moved furiously against hers.
I was like a starving man whose hunger could not be satisfied.
She moaned lightly as my hands made their way up her shirt, pressing into her smooth skin. It was all the confirmation I needed.
I ripped open the first few buttons of her shirt as she began to do the same for me, the feeling in my pants growing stronger and stronger with every touch of our hands and tongues.
I threw her flimsey shirt to the floor and grabbed her waist again, my thumbs digging into her stomach as I pulled her closer. Her touch was electric.
Our teeth began to clamp together in the desparate frenzy. Theoretically we needed air, but I didn't. Ally was my air now.
As she took of my shirt she pulled away. Her bright eyes filled with questioning fire. I wanted this and I could see she did too. I knew I wasn't thinking straight, I knew it was wrong but it felt so right. I don't think I had ever needed something so much in my life.
She kissed me again, her hands exploring my toned stomach until she reached the waited band of my jeans. I groaned against her mouth, daring her to go futher.
I was suddenly aware of her hand hovering over my crotch.
I put more pressure onto her lips, my tongue evading every part of her mouth, edging her to do it.
"Fred, Ally?" a voice called from the distance. My dad.
I froze, then everything seemed to come swarming back. I was kissing Ally. My little sisters friend. While my girlfriend was up in the house. And we were both semi naked.
I suddenly became aware of my dad approaching so I quickly threw my shirt back on. Doing my best to do all the buttons up right.
Dad came bursting in just as I did up my last button. He said that Percy and the Minister was here. I ran out the room without a second look at Ally. I couldn't.
My stomach swirled just in the memory of being near her.
I think I liked her. Liked her, liked her. I didn't know why, but then I thought of how funny, how fun to be around she was. She could be quite kind when she wanted to be, though she could give it out too. Sure she had a million faults but...
What was I doing! I couldn't think of her that way. I had a girlfriend.
The feeling of Ally's hands on my stomach popped into my head. I picked up a handful of snow from the ground and smashed it against my face. I had to pull myself together.
Nothing could calm the feeling in my stomach. I just kept picturing us together, not just in the barn but everywhere.
I thought back to the first time I saw her, her loud laugh echoing throughout the kitchen of Grimmauld Place. She hugged me, though she didn't know me, her small body fitting perfectly against mine.
She had fooled us with her death eater prank and made us look like idiots. I hated her for it, but a small part of me was impressed, it took a lot to fool the hilariously talented Weasley twins.
I thought about her smile, the way it lit up her entire face and how her eyes crinkled up in the corners when she really smiled. Something that happened quite a lot when we spoke.
Her nose, which would scrunch up when she was confused or when she was disgusted with something.
I sighed as I stopped outside the door to the house. I more than liked her. Over the past year I had somehow fallen in love with Ally. I don't know how, or when it happened. But I loved her.
My revelation was interrupted by Bill who beckoned me in. I had been standing outside for a few minutes. It must have looked weird even for my standards.
As soon as I walked through the door my eyes met Verity's who smiled at me brightly. I did my best to return it but my stomach just felt heavy.
I needed to break up with her as soon as possible. I didn't love Verity, I loved Ally.
But did she like me back. As much as I cared about her, Ally did have her faults. She was selfish, indecisive, grew bored easy and was just a tad bit slutty.
Also she was beautiful. Would she really go out with someone like me. And even if by some miraculous reason she liked me back, how long would it be for. How long would it be before she grew tired and dumped me. Then I would be left heartbroken and girlfriendless. I needed more time to think this through.
Just as I thought my emotions were under control, Ally walked in. I tried not to look at her. It took everything in me not to jump across the room and take her right here on the table. But I couldn't. I had to sort out my head before I did something I would regret.
Hello again. Here's yet another addition to this story. You know what I'm like, I get an idea in my head and I have to write it. I'm also going to write an epilogue in the next few weeks too.
It's also been two years since I wrote this story, so I beg you DON'T REREAD IT. There are so many typos so this summer I'm going to redo parts and go through with a fine tooth comb.
Thanks for reading, and keep an eye out for the epilogue.